Novel & Cerita Crimson Chin Villains

Lips thin. A scar on his left cheek. Small. White. Old. No doubt. This is him. Nikolai Morozov. The pakhan. The devil of Moscow. In his right hand, a knife. Long. Silver. Blood drips from the tip. Drip. Drip. Red on the dark carpet. He steps to the side. Behind him, a man on the floor. Tied with rope. Mouth open. No sound. Eyes, gone. Just dark holes. Blood runs down his cheeks. Pools under his head.

Wrath muttered, “Holy shit he’s hardcore.” And Allistair was now grinning like it was his birthday. Lilith raised an eyebrow, taken aback. Lucifer gestured sharply. “Explain. Now.” Kaelen sighed. Then, with the resignation of someone confessing to forgetting to take the chicken out of the freezer, he said: “I’m… an assassin, name's Crimson.” Tyrel spoke hearing this familiar name. "Oh the famous serial killer they were talking about. And my favorite one. Wow didn't think I'd met you in person."

"About Crimson, we heard of their affiliation with the rogue pack. And decided to take a peek to ascertain if the claims were true or false. Unsurprisingly, we discovered that the claims were true and so I decided to give them perfect retribution. I also found out that they were planning my demise. What better way to show them that we mean business than to bring them to their feet? The woman who they referred to as Luna was never their Luna, but an Omega slave who was being used at her own peril. Right now, crimson is bound to us by a blood oath and if they even dare to connive again, we shall strike them where it hurts." The werewolves gathered in the room clapped as he finished speaking. L

They cursed her memory, cursed her line, and wiped her presence from the pack records as if she were a plague. I pause, looking down at my hands— hands that are whole, unburned, but trembling. "And because her blood ran in my veins, every single drop of that foul reputation was poured directly onto my shoulders." I was no longer the quiet girl who brewed chamomile for sleepless pups. Overnight, I became the villainess’s spawn. I was the child of the shameless woman who tried to steal Captain Rosante. Whenever I walked down the paths, the elders sneered, shielding their children as if my very presence were contagious.

Trix refused to roll her eyes at the obvious displeasure his voice held. Rexus was Sapphire born and despised Crimsons. More importantly he was a cold blooded killer, who took pride in his kill. The Crimson Princess and a few Crimson Knights would surely boost his fame and the stench of fear that would go well with his name. He gently took the princess’s soft hand in his rugged palms and kissed it. Her personal guards tensed, their leather coated hands on the hilt of their swords. Trix watch the exchange with curiosity, in a strange way wishing that they would start a fight. Her wish came through when Rexus slipped a ring from the princess’s hand and the sound of metal scraping against metal

“Then it’s not just showing me what’s happened. It’s showing me what will.” Theo reached beside the table again and pulled out a second item from the leather folder. It was slim, bound in deep red linen, the corners worn with time. He hesitated before handing it to her. Her breath caught the moment she saw the title: The Crimson Letter By Isla Ward She stared at it, her hand hovering. “Where did you get this?” “I found it last year,” Theo said quietly. “Tucked behind the books in the library’s upper shelf. I didn’t know what it was at first. Just that it felt… wrong.”

The rest would be handled by the one other person who had been able to successfully return from their rogue state…Somchai himself. Five years ago…I had vowed to myself that I would never be an easy target for anyone, and I would make sure to follow through with that vow till the end. No one will ever corner me; no one will ever find me defenseless. And if that meant I would have to shun all weaknesses, including finding my mate…then so be it. I, Alpha Itlan Krimson of Red Claw, will rise again and again from the ashes, no matter how many times I was thrown to the deepest, darkest of edges. And those who had once thought me helpless…will pay with their blood.

Dorian’s POV The traps were fully set, and the damage was completely done. Within a matter of hours, Alpha Crimson had his hands completely full. He was drowning in a sea of corporate ruin, and his phones were ringing off the hook with furious investors. To make matters worse for him, the leaked video had worked perfectly. He was now facing a massive, looming battle with the fierce Valor pack, whose Alpha was already mobilizing warriors to avenge the ultimate betrayal of his mate bond. Crimson was completely cornered, fighting for his survival on two separate fronts.

He pointed his cheek and said, “I need to settle this first.” Maxine bit her lower lip and crumpled her face. She crossed between fear and embarrassment! Meanwhile, Chandler leaned closer to see the red on his cheeks. He blinked his eyes. “A red mark. Did you get slap?” Her heart seemed to jump down from her chest when she heard Chandler making right guess. “Right. I got slapped from someone who doesn’t even know who I am,” Vincent responded with sardonic laugh. When Maxine lifted her eyes, she saw his handsome evil face that resembles villains in books or movies. Many people adore villains for their bad boy characteristic and their insanely good-looks.

Moreover, the skin on the left keeps flaking and thus, pieces of his rotten skin keep flying off every time he moves his jaw. Abruptly he stops laughing. His pupils turn dark, and he hisses, “You lowly witch! Do you take me for a fool, hmm? Or it seems like you have forgotten my identity now, don't you?” He sneered and raises his right hand and lifts her face upward "Did you really think that you could get away by making such stupid excuse as these, heh?” He pinches her chin hard “or you thought I am so magnanimous as to forgive you for making a fool out of me, did you?" “ Do believe yourself to be of any importance to me that I would take your pleading into consideration. Are you worthy?”